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A Chance Meeting: Chapter 4 By Brain Tre
Scott blinked his eyes open. A clicking noise had woken him up. He realized his answering machine in the other room had just finished resetting after recording a message. Strange he had not heard the phone ring. He thought a moment, and then realized he had turned the ringers down before he left last night. He had been hoping Chris would stay the night, and he did not want them to be disturbed. He glanced at the clock; it was only 7:30. Who would be calling his house that early? He figured it could wait, whatever it was. He laid his head back on Chris's chest, and hugged him a little. Sleeping, Chris wrapped his arms around Scott, and Scott fell asleep again.
A few hours later, Scott blinked his eyes open again, only to look up and see Chris smiling down at him. Scott smile back, basking in the warmth of Chris's naked body against his, and the warmth of the sun as is streamed in through the windows in his bedroom.
"Morning beautiful," Chris said.
"Morning," Scott replied, stretching a little, "how long you been awake?"
"Long enough to watch you sleep, and hear you snore a little," Chris chuckled.
Scott's face flushed red.
"Don't worry, it wasn't like chainsaws, it was actually pretty cute," Chris assured him more by leaning down and kissing him full on the lips.
"Mmm...if we're not careful, I could get used to waking up like this," Scott said.
Chris just smiled and wrapped his arms around Scott as he scooted himself up a little higher on the bed, so he was not resting directly on Chris's chest anymore. They resumed their kissing, with fervor. Slowly, Chris snaked his tongue into Scott's mouth. Scott responded by gently sucking on it. The two men began to moan. Their hands began to explore their bodies again. The bodies they had been becoming quite accustomed to over the past week.
A week. Scott's mind began to wander as much as his hands did. The two men had barely known each other a week, and Scott was feeling himself falling in love with Chris. He did not know what to make of it. Last time he fell this quickly for someone was with Brett. He tried to not think about Brett.
He knew they would have to have contact again at some point. He slid his hands down and cupped Chris's ass cheeks, gently kneading the mounds of flesh in his hands, and Chris began to kiss and suck on Scott's neck. Scott knew he would have a mark when they were through, but he did not care.
His mind wandered again. This time, however, his mind was not filled with images or thoughts of Brett. They were filled with images of his family welcoming Chris into Scott's childhood home. His parents treating him as they did his sisters' husbands. Treating him like a member of the family. Scott sighed audibly, opening his mouth some. Chris quickly took advantage of the open mouth and kissed Scott again, sucking his lower lip into his mouth. Chris's right hand was now wrapped around Scott's throbbing pole. Scott's hand was around Chris's. As the two men made out, they slowly jacked each other off. Rubbing their hands over the other's swollen crown. Rubbing the precum into each other's cock, rubbing it into their chests. Before long, the two men were ready to climax. In unison, they both jerked harder and faster, both of them beckoning from the other a torrent of cum, to wash over their lust driven bodies. They were soon rewarded. With an urgency, the two men milked ropes of cum out of each other's hard cock. Drenching their already sweaty bodies with their delicious juice.
As their climax subsided, Chris leaned down, and licked some of his own cum, as well as Scott's off of their bodies. He savored the taste in his mouth, and then leaned down and shared the nectar with Scott. Scott had never before experienced anything quite so erotic. Sure he had tasted other men before, but never in such a manner as this. And to think that he was tasting his seed mixed with Chris's, the man he knew he was falling in love with, well, that just made it all the better. As they broke the kiss, neither man spoke. They licked their lips, and cuddled together for a while again.
Scott looked back at the clock. It was almost 11 AM. He sighed again, and hugged Chris, who had dozed off again. Scott carefully removed himself from Chris's embrace, and went to the bathroom to relieve himself and clean up a little bit. He decided to just take a shower right then. As much as he wanted to stay in bed all day with Chris, he knew that he should get some things done, and he figured Chris had duty that afternoon or evening. The thought did occur to him that he wanted to ask Chris to his parents' house the next day for Sunday dinner, but he was not sure if it would scare Chris off. He had heard Chris tell him he loved him, but he was half asleep, maybe he had heard Chris wrong.
As he turned off the shower, and stepped out of the tub, he was startled to see Chris standing before him. He had assumed he was still sleeping. Chris did not say a word, he just held up a towel, and Scott let Chris dry him off. Before long, Scott was dry, and brushing his teeth, while Chris showered. He could not help but chuckle to himself, quietly. It was almost like he and Chris were already a married couple, doing morning routine things like any other couple may do. About ten minutes later, Scott was drying Chris off, in between deep kisses between the two. They realized they had better behave before they had to dirty themselves again in bed. Without much fanfare, the two men had dressed. Chris had actually packed an overnight bag. He told Scott he had been hoping he would be allowed to spend the night, so he packed it just in case. Scott laughed.
"So," Scott spoke. "What time do you have duty today?"
"Duty? Didn't I tell you? This is my weekend off. Was sort of hoping to spend most, if not all of the time with you," Chris replied.
"Oh? Hmm...did you plan it that way?" Scott asked raising his eyebrows.
"Wha- no, really. It just turned out that way. I mean if you have other plans..."Chris stammered.
"Chris...calm down. It's ok. Actually the only plans I have this weekend is Sunday dinner at my mom and dad's house. I would LOVE to spend the rest of my weekend with you."
A look of relief came over Chris's face. He really thought his being off for the weekend too upset Scott. He was happy they could spend more time together. Chris, too, was realizing his feelings for Scott were already running a lot deeper than mere friendship, or just casual boyfriends. Although, neither of them had mentioned it, he knew they were in a relationship with one another. Granted, a very new relationship. He only hoped now that Scott defined that word in the same way he did. But he did not want to push things and risk scaring Scott away. Although, he was pretty sure he had heard Scott tell him he loved him.
Chris glanced at his watch, and realized he needed to run home for a bit, and let his cat out. Scott told him to go, he had a couple things he needed to do around his place before he left for the day anyway. Scott walked Chris to the door, and kissed him sweetly on the lips before Chris dashed out to his car, and drove off. Closing the door, Scott sighed. This was going to be a great weekend.
He cleaned up around his place. Did the dishes in the sink, changed the sheets on the bed, and dusted a little. While he was dusting, he saw he had a message on his machine. He had completely forgotten someone had called earlier. He set down the cloth, and pressed the "play" button on the machine. Instantly, the room was filled with the sound of music. Music coming from his answering machine. He was confused at first, and then turned the volume down a little, so the words to the song were clearer. It was their song. His and Brett's. "Dream a Little Dream," by the Mama's and the Papa's. Mama Cass's voice filled the room. Scott was frozen in place. He had not heard that song since the last time he had made love to Brett. It had been playing in the background. He wanted to turn it off, but he could not bring himself to do it.
Scott was feeling so many emotions at that one moment. It scared him. He felt love for Chris. But a sudden rush of emotion came back to him for Brett then too. He was pissed off as well. Brett knew what that song would do to him, and he did this on purpose. He could feel the tears streaming down his face. He still could not move. Not even when he heard someone knock on the door.
"Hello. Scott."
Chris's voice brought Scott back from where he was. The machine has stopped playing. Scott moved back into the kitchen.
"Hey, there you-," Chris stopped. Scott's eyes were red. He knew he had been crying. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," Scott replied, shaking his head. He headed toward the bathroom. He shut and locked the door, and turned the cold water on. He splashed the water on his face, and regained control of his emotions. He was not going to let Brett ruin this for him.
Chris was leaning against the doorframe to the bathroom listening to make sure Scott was ok. He had seemed fine when Chris left. The door opened rather quickly, and Chris tumbled inside, knocking both himself and Scott over, almost into the tub. Once they realized they were both ok, they could not help but laugh. Chris asked Scott what was wrong, and Scott told him it was nothing for him to worry about. He would take care of it on Monday. He also told him that this weekend was theirs for the taking, and he would not let anything or anyone ruin it.
The two men picked themselves up and straightened out their clothes. They had not planned anything special for the day, so they decided to rent a bunch of movies that neither of them had seen, order some take out, and stay inside at Scott's place the rest of the day.
They were like to high school kids in love at the video store, trying to pick out movies to watch that afternoon and night. They kept giggling at the cheesy B-flicks they kept finding. Chris tried to convince Scott they should rent some movie about a vampire terrorzing a small African village. His claim was that it would be enlightening to see things from another culture. Scott laughed at him and hugged him right in the middle of the store. There was an elderly couple that kind of glared at the two men. Chris looked at them, and then back at Scott, only to plant a kiss right on Scott's lips as the couple looked on. When they broke the kiss, the woman was smiling at them. Her husband, however, had a frown on his face. Scott and Chris did not care. They went back to browsing through the movies.
They finally decided on three movies. Chris picked out But I'm A Cheerleader. Scott picked out Shadow of a Doubt. Then, they both picked out, almost at the same time, Halloween, with Jamie Leigh Curtis. It was amusing to see how they both grabbed for the movie at the same time. With their selections made, they paid for the rentals and left the store. The older couple was still watching them as Scott took Chris's hand in his and they walked through the parking lot.
The video rental place was only a couple blocks from Scott's, so they had made the short walk in less than fifteen minutes. The whole walk back, they walked hand in hand, barely speaking. Just being comfortable with each other.
Back at the apartment, Chris brought the movies into the living room, while Scott went into the kitchen to pop some popcorn. He chuckled to himself. Here he was doing such a domestic thing. It was almost as though he and Chris were married. Scott was still quietly giggling, when Chris came in to help with the popcorn.
"What are you laughing about?" Chris asked.
"Nothing, just thinking."
"About..."
"Us," Scott said simply.
"And that's funny?" Chris questioned, not sure if he should be worried or not.
"No. This. Today, I mean, it is almost like, well...oh nevermind."
"No. Tell me. Please," Chris gave Scott the best puppy dog eyes that he could.
"No. You'll probably freak out."
"I promise not to freak out. Scout's honor," Chris replied.
Scott sighed. "Well, it's just that, what we are doing now. I mean sitting at home, watching movies, and making popcorn. It's, well, it's something I have seen my parents do. My sisters and their husbands do. Something that people in love do."
"That's bad?" Chris asked.
"No, by no means. I..." Scott trailed off.
"Ok, spill it. There is more to why you were giggling, than you are telling me, so c'mon, out with it," Chris jokingly demanded, as he grabbed Scott from behind in a play choke hold.
"Well, there is something I have wanted to say, and I think maybe you and I already have."
"Mm hmm." Chris was now more hugging Scott from behind, "Just tell me."
"Fine. I think, well, I think I am falling..."
"...in love with you," Chris finished his sentence.
"Yeah," Scott said.
"Yeah!" Chris said with more enthusiasm.
"You mean..."
"Scott, baby, I have completely fallen for you."
Scott did not say a word. He relished hearing those words said into his ear from behind. He turned himself around, and pressed his lips firmly against Chris's, giving him the best kiss he had ever given anyone before. Chris eagerly returned the kiss. After five minutes, they broke apart.
" I love you Chris," Scott said.
"And, I love you."
After wiping away the tears that they had both begun to cry, they finished making the popcorn and settled down in the living room to watch their movies. Chris lay back in the corner of the couch, with one leg up on the couch, and the other resting on the floor. Scott settled himself in between Chris's legs, laying his back against Chris's chest. They happily cuddled and fed each other popcorn, as they began their movies.
Neither of them had a preference on which movie they watched first, so, randomly grabbing one; they put it in the VCR. Halloween was the first movie to be watched. They held each other tightly during the "scary" scenes, in spite of the fact that both men knew the movie by heart. Scott sighed contently at one point. It was so nice to be able to cuddle with the man he loved during a scary movie. The look on Chris's face told Scott he felt the same way. Before long, however, they began to lose interest in the movie, and their interest in each other regained control.
Turning his head just enough toward Chris, Scott told him, without saying a word, that he wanted a kiss. Chris eagerly obliged. Soon, the two were making out on Scott's couch, in the middle of the afternoon. Their tongues exploring each other's mouth. Their hands roaming over each other's body. Before long, Scott had turned himself so that he was facing Chris as he lay on top of him. Still kissing him, this time with a new passion. The passion of two men in love.
It was not a sexual frenzy kind of love. In fact, neither of the men had planned on intercourse that afternoon. They merely were enjoying the feel of the other's touch. The warm embrace of the other. Soon, however, they broke the kiss. Scott lay his head down on Chris's chest. The two men slowly drifted off to sleep, holding each other. The movie playing in the background.
Scott and Chris were both woken up suddenly, by the incessant noise coming from the television. Apparently, the tape had rewound, and whatever station it was on, was only showing the test tone and bars. Scott grabbed the remote, and quickly shut the TV off. He slumped his head back down on Chris's chest before speaking.
"What time is it?"
"Hmm...almost 6:30," Chris answered looking at his watch.
"Hehe, so much for the movie huh?"
"Yeah, oh well."
"You want some dinner? I can whip something up for us," Scott offered.
"Hmm...cute and you can cook? What more could I ask for."
Scott grinned at him mischievously.
"Oh yeah...good in bed too."
Both men laughed, and Scott rolled off Chris and stood up to walk into the kitchen, leaving Chris lying on the couch. He began to go through his cupboards and his fridge, and he very quickly realized he had not gone grocery shopping this week. And he was certainly not about to feed Chris ramen noodles. He walked back into the living room and informed Chris there was a change of plans. They were going to go out to eat. Chris agreed, and reluctantly got off the couch.
Dinner was really quite uneventful. They ate at a seafood place that had just opened. The food was good, and the atmosphere was pleasant. Their waitress was fantastic. She even commented on what a nice couple the two men made. They had not realized it was that obvious that they were together. Not that they cared however.
Driving back in Chris's jeep to Scott's apartment, Chris asked Scott was his plans were for the Sunday. Scott had almost completely forgotten that his family had told him it was ok for him to bring a friend if he wanted. He still was not sure if Chris would be ready to meet his family. I mean, after all Scott had heard about Chris losing his family and all. He was not sure what his reaction would be.
Scott just looked at Chris, trying to figure out how to invite him to his parents' for Sunday dinner. He wanted them to all meet, but he still was not sure if he wanted Chris to meet his family slowly, one at a time or all at once. They can be some tough pills to swallow, if the timing is off.
"You are looking puzzled," Chris said.
"I am."
"Care to enlighten me?"
"Hmm...dunno just yet."
"Scott, baby, I love you. If you have something to tell me, just say it. One thing I want for us to have in our relationship is open communication."
"Ok...you win. You know I am going to my parents' tomorrow for Sunday dinner, right?" Scott asked.
"Yeah, you mentioned it."
"Well, I was, umm, sort of wondering if you, I dunno, maybe wanted to come with me, andmeetmyparents," Scott said so quick that the last few words sounded almost like one long gibberish word.
"Did you say meet your parents?"
"Yeah. Ok, forget it, dumb idea, too early."
"What? No, I would LOVE to meet your parents. Especially since you have not told me much about them. I wanna know all about all the people in my boyfriend's life."
"Boyfriend?" Scott looked up.
"Well, aren't we?"
Scott smiled. "Damn right we are."
Chris smiled back. "So is your sister going to be there too?"
"Actually, both sisters will be there. Wow, I really have not told you much about them, have I?"
"Nope. Do I even dare I ask why?"
"Oh, no, there is nothing wrong with them. Well, they may put you through the third degree, but I bet they'll love you too."
"OK, so, then, why haven't you mentioned them that much?" Chris asked as he pulled into a parking space in front of Scott's building, and turned the ignition off.
"Well, I mean, you told me about losing your parents and your sister, and well, I thought it might upset you to hear about my, well, my happy family."
"Upset me? Never."
As they entered Scott's place, Chris continued to talk. "I am thrilled that you still have your whole family there for you. Sure, it was shitty for me, to lose mine, but I would never let anyone else having a happy family upset me. And who knows, maybe they will treat me like a member of the family someday."
Scott kissed him on the cheek and checked his messages. There was one from his mother. She had called to remind him that dinner was promptly at 12:30PM that Sunday, and if he would not mind bringing something for dessert. Scott groaned. She always called him last minute to bring something. He could not figure out why he had not learned to expect it yet.
Chris laughed at Scott went over and gave him a big hug.
"So, does this mean I can sleep here again tonight?"
"Mmm..." Scott replied.
"Good, then I can wake up holding you and you holding me, and then you can take me to face the music."
Scott punched him lightly in the shoulder. Chris feigned being hurt, only to scoop Scott up in his arms and carry him into the bedroom. As he lay Scott down on the bed his face got suddenly serious.
"Would you be upset if I did not want to make love tonight?" Chris asked.
Scott did not know how to reply. He just looked at Chris with confusion on his face.
"Just that, well, I gotta be honest, I have never felt as close to anyone before, and well, I was sort of hoping maybe we could lay in bed tonight, and you could tell me about your family and we could just hold each other," Chris explained with an innocent, almost child-like look on his face.
Scott couldn't resist. He just kissed his boyfriend gently, and nodded his head to Chris letting Chris know that just so long as they were holding each other, Scott would be happy.
They stayed up late that night. Scott telling Chris about his family and growing up, Chris hung on every word. He enjoyed the stories Scott was telling him. Scott told him about the times he and his sister Diana would go bike riding, and play chicken with one another, and neither of them would actually chicken out, so they both usually came home battered, bruised, and cut up. Scott told him about how accident-prone he was as a child, and all the things he did. How he put his hand through a plate glass window. How one of his sisters had chased him around the house with a shovel. How he and his sisters had fought constantly while living in the same house, but how since they all had moved out on their own, they got along wonderfully and were closer than ever before.
At one point, Scott noticed a tear streaming down Chris's face. He knew Chris was sad. He knew Chris was thinking about his own sister, and his own parents, and how he would never be able to see them again. Scott stopped talking. Chris did not comment on his silence. They wrapped their arms around each other, and Scott gently rocked Chris, soothing him to sleep. Within minutes of Chris falling asleep, Scott, too, drifted off.
Well, that's it, for this time around gang. I hope you are not too disappointed. I must say this chapter is far from my best writing. What can I say; I had people getting on me to finish it up, so here it is. Chapter 5 is in the works. There may be more drama in the works, definitely more sex, and some other things. Anyways, as always, feel free to email me at braintre1@hotmail.com I LOVE getting email from people, especially good comments. You can check out my own site at http://www.angelfire.com/me4/braintre10/ although, this story will not be on that site for a few days. My Webmaster's computer has died, and he is in the process of getting a new one I am told, and well, frankly, I have no clue how to put it on the site. Hmm...Yup, that's it. Cheers!!